Today, I found a bunch of prayer cards from an estate sale. I just thought they were beautiful.
I didn't forget I had these, I just couldn't remember where they were.
I didn't count, but I think I have about 40 of them.
Something else I had packed away was this child's quilt.
I remember watching my grandmother make quilts like these.
I like the back as well.
I painted this urn about two years ago. I used black, grey, and white paint. After I finished, I distressed the heck out of it.
I love the way it turned out, but I don't know why I left it in the garage.
Want to know what it's original use was?
It was a bread board. I just thought it made a nice canvas. All the imperfections in the board added to the effect I wanted.
I don't know why this vintage print was buried in a container.
It's a beautiful image, and needs to be framed.
Why did I forget I had an autographed book by Judy Blume?
I've had this forever. It's from the 70's. I don't know who Katie was, but someone sold me her book.
Yes, my garage is a bottomless pit. I'm going to an estate sale tomorrow. This is why I'll never run out of stuff. See ya soon.